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Tuesday, September 24, 2013

GZ Legends 67: All Aboard!

After
Nyhtwulf vanished, Galose had everyone put a hand on his armor to transport
them away from the White House disaster area. When they appeared at the new
location, everyone except Galose looked around at the interior of his ship in
surprise.

“This is
not the office.” Atomizer said.

“No. It is
my ship. It is the fastest way to get on board the Rotanian vessel in orbit.”
Galose said.

“A little
warning would have been good.” Redeagle stated.

“I
apologize. I thought we were all in agreement of our next objective.”

“No
problem.” Sandstorm said. “Let’s get to it. Clearly the Rotanians are in
control of the force that’s blocking out the sun. Every day that continues, the
world weakens. Without sunlight, eventually, everything will die.”

Galose sat
down at the controls and put his hands on the armrests. “All of you should find
a place to secure yourselves.”

While there
was no steering apparatus and Galose didn’t touch any switches, the ship
powered on and lifted away from the New York rooftop.

Sandstorm
sat in the co-pilot’s seat while the others scrambled for a spot on two narrow
benches. They couldn’t tell if the metal planks were for sitting on or not and
there were no harnesses or seat belts. Fortunately, the ship flew smoothly
enough, that they weren’t tossed around very much. Anubis held Nightfall in his
arms and she stayed there.

Nightfall
and Galose were the only ones with any real experience dealing with Rotanians.
They knew, sneaking aboard a command vessel was like following a dragon into
its lair.

Nightfall
looked up at Anubis. “Hey.”

“Hey what?”

“This is
the most dangerous thing we’ve done so far. I want you to be careful.”

“Aw, don’t
worry.” Anubis gave a toothy grin like only the head of a jackal could. “We’ve
got this. They’ll never know what hit them.”

“I know
what my targets will be.” Atomizer said. “I can knock out a whole mass of
them.”

“I’m glad
you’re feeling better.” Redeagle said. “Just make sure you don’t blast us all
out into space.”

“Thanks for
the new worry.”

“Hey, maybe
could just have Atomizer blow their ship up?” Electrode suggested.

“That would
not be a good idea.” Galose said. “Starship technology is volatile. Destroy
their ship in the wrong way and you risk a cataclysm across half your planet.
Their vessel is too close. Here, see it for yourself.”

“Wow.”
Sandstorm said. “I’ve never seen anything that big.”

The world’s
largest aircraft carrier couldn’t hope to compare to the Rotanian flagship,
floating in space before them. It’s length would be worth 30 of the great
ships, end to end. Nightfall gasped at the sight of it.

“Galose, is
that what I think it is?”

“Yes. That
is the Maker’s own command ship. It’s the largest of the fleet.”

“The
Maker?” Sandstorm asked.

“The Maker
is the creator of the Rotanians. He’s a planetary conqueror and murderer.”
Galose explained.

“Can they
see us?” Electrode asked.

“No. They
cannot track Cyborian technology. However, once we are on board, we will all be
in extreme danger. It is important that we have our mission parameters before I
teleport us into the storage section I have located.”

“Oh, so you
found us a locker to hide in?” Atomizer said.

“It is far
larger than a locker by your definition. We will be safe for only a few seconds
more than anywhere else.” Galose said. The Cyborian turned his head to view
Sandstorm’s face. “What do you want to do?”

Sandstorm
looked out the window and nodded. “I want to shut that shield down and destroy
that ship.”

“Destroying
it will difficult.” Galose activated a holographic display of the ship over the
console. “If you can make your way to the highlighted section toward the back
end or aft of the craft, you will find the engines and power units. Destroy the
engines, but do not breach the power units’ enclosures. You, Sandstorm, and
your partner, Electrode are best suited for this task. I will go to the bridge,
destroy the controls for the shield and activate the Maker’s emergency
protocols.”

“What are
those?” Sandstorm asked.

“Teleportation
systems for the ship. I will also reroute their systems to far away from here.”

“And what
do the rest of us do?” Redeagle asked.

“As much
damage as possible, while making your way to the engine room on separate
paths.” Galose explained. “We will all meet there where I can remove us all
from the ship before it departs.”

Galose set
some controls on his ship and stood up.

“Two of you
will need better weapons.” Galose walked over to a panel and it slid open for
him. He pulled out two rifle type weapons similar to what he carried in his
forearms. He handed one to Nightfall. “Do you know how to use this?”

Nightfall
smiled as she took it. “A metron rifle. I sure do! I’ll show Redeagle how to
use the other one.”

“They do
look impressive.” Redeagle said.

“Oh, they
are.” Nightfall said.

“Since most
of us already have partners, we’ll be in teams of two except for Galose.”
Sandstorm said. “Don’t lose your partners. And, Galose, are you sure you’re
okay with going to the bridge alone?”

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